Writing westerns is a dream come true for me. Since my boyhood days growing up in Arizona, I read both fiction and history. In those days I could read a paperback book in an evening. I wrote my own when I didn’t have one to read. They were not that great back then.
When my girls were teens, they found them and read them. A lightbulb went off. “Dad, you need to get your books published.”
I scoffed at them, but they insisted and I began my pilgrimage to writing something publishable. I put in an apprenticeship, and worked my way up the ladder to seeing my books published. I get a lot of pleasure when a new book comes out and someone says they like it or they couldn’t put it down until they finished it.
As long as I can, I’ll keep spinning yarns out of what I have read and dreamed life was like in the second half of the 1800s without cell phones, TV, Internet, cars, or all the gadgets we have today.
Right now I am already starting another adventure to entertain you.
God bless each and every one of you,
Dusty Richards
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